This is a song about "Cool"

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

At first i thought you were cool

Damn, why can i be that cool

Kill people, burn shit, fuck school

It all goes back to when i dropped outta school

Fuck it, call me a heathen, that's cool

I've seen niggas loose cool, niggas leave school

Crockadillys be so rad, and cool

My flow better than cool j

Got problems, what? i can't say

You're uncool like my mother kin

We cool under one condition

But she forgot about the golden rule

Gotta thank god for keeping my life cool.